This morning, my silly mommy spilled coffee all over the table and all over me. (Don't worry, it wasn't hot!) Once she wiped up the mess and peeled off my clothes, she gave me the choice: clothes or no clothes. It was an obvious choice, don't you think? (Here I am posing with my favorite toys. These racecars like to be in a line. I like visual order just like my dad.)
Clothes or No Clothes?
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